EXIT THE MAN WITH NINE LIVES Songtext

This is an advertisement for disaster You're going to laugh on the other side of your mouth I mo blow my nose on your hankering If you're getting in then I'm getting out This is the third and final bout THIS IS A CRIME WITHOUT PASSION BLOOD WASHES AWAY BLOOD I WANT TO VENT MY SPLEEN ON THE AMERICAN DREAM AND SOAK THE LENS IN VASELINE EXIT THE MAN.. EXIT THE MAN.. EXIT THE MAN WITH NINE LIVES You get on my wick - well get off it I'm going to burn the candle at both ends I fell like I'm stuck in a maze...ment With all dead ends I wonder where this all extends THIS IS A CRIME WITHOUT PASSION BLOOD WASHES AWAY BLOOD I WANT TO VENT MY SPLEEN ON THE AMERICAN DREAM AND SOAK THE LENS IN VASELINE EXIT THE MAN.. EXIT THE MAN.. EXIT THE MAN WITH NINE LIVES This is the most transparent thing That I ever did'nt see Spending all the time trying to think up things (for the autobiography) Don't I know you from somewhere before? Were'nt you a tonic to the nation? When I saw you last, were'nt you framed By somebody else's latest Croatian? You really know how to POLLUTE A GUY You really know how to DILUTE A GUY THIS IS A CRIME WITHOUT PASSION BLOOD WASHES AWAY BLOOD FRATERNISE! PATRONISE! DEODORISE! SANITISE! NOT DIRTY BUT THE NAME IS MUD I WANT TO VENT MY SPLEEN ON THE AMERICAN DREAM NOT SOAK THE LENS IN VASELINE EXIT THE MAN WITH NINE LIVES You would'nt look so damned surrealist If you did'nt have an apple on your face You're a blemish in my mind A pockmark on the human race WASTE OF SPACE WASTE OF SPACE WASTE OF SPACE THIS IS A CRIME WITHOUT PASSION BLOOD WASHES AWAY BLOOD FRATERNISE! PATRONISE! DEODORISE! SANITISE! MIND A DROUGHT...FACE A FLOOD I WANT TO VENT MY SPLEEN ON WHAT I'VE SEEN NOT SOAK THE LENS IN VASELINE Exit the man, the man with nine lives Exit the man, exit the man